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Love On The Wind.....
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By Michael P. Johnson
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I’m flying on The Wind my King

Like an eagle on high

Life’s blessed song, I’ve learned to sing

Knowing I’ll never die


I’m dancing Lord, singing clear

Praising Your Holy Name

Devoid of doubt, no hint of fear

Cleansed of sin and shame


Washed in the blood of Jesus Christ

Who suffered outrageous pain

As perfect Lamb, You sacrificed

That I be born again


Because of all the filth, I’ve done

The shame I had in mind

Through offering Jesus Your Son

No longer am I blind


I feel Your love, Your warmth, Your grace

The Holy Ghost with fire

Although I’ve yet to see Your face

You are my heart’s desire


In love, I’m flying high today

Now and forever more

Still faithful trusting Jesus way

Beyond my Father’s door


Hear my song Lord, watch me dance

Within the sky so blue

Behold as heart and soul enhance

My worship unto You


Above life’s clouds, beyond death’s shade

True love will all transcend

Thus so my song will never fade

My dance will never end…..

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Submitted: Monday, October 1, 2018

Last Updated: Monday, October 1, 2018

About the Poet
I never wrote a word of poetry in my life. Till the day Jesus took my hand and touched my soul.....I invite your response. However most poems are not about me! Very few are. But the feed-back good, bad or indifferent is always desired. Not meant to offend, but I write about many things in many a guise. Of life, death, lost, found, saved, backsliders, new comers, repenting souls, doubting hearts, heathens, Christians, fire, water, Satan's daughter, wallowing in sin, saved, made sound walking in Light, graceful righteous. Suffering, ecstatic, bored, excited, sad, delighted, Sick, well, lame, able, living, dying, etc. etc. etc. Writing about anything, everything and everyone as the spirit leads. All meant to reveal, waken, revive, encourage, shame, help. Gladden, pick up, exalt, portrait, liberate. Again over 99% of my work is not about me. Although at times I write as though I were or am. Speaking e.g. in the first person. This is quite common even in the bible itself. Prophets speak of themselves, then God speaks, again the prophet, then God......Quite often it's difficult to distinguish whom it is that at any given time is speaking or narrating.

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